Crossroads

A Harry Potter FanFiction. Ever since his eyes met hers, she wouldn't leave his mind. He was in her dreams long after. Years later, they finally meet. How would their relationship bloom? Scorpius/OC - Next Gen.

She noticed his cold stare as her green eyes met his cold, grey ones. Everything went slow to Rosalie. She couldn't think straight and he wanted to go up to her, he was attracted to her yet they were still young to think about love. He will still have more to come in the future, but he did not let this one pass so he went up to the girl, cutting into the crowd. Her cheeks flushed scarlet as she saw him heading her way, not breaking away from his gaze.

"Rosalie! Mademoiselle!" Someone called her; she looked away hesitantly, as she started to walk towards the one who called her, taking a last glance at the blonde boy. The boy stopped as he saw the girl walk away, and noticing what he was doing, the boy just shook the thought away, thinking;She's just a girl. But this memory never left his thoughts.

Her eyes shot open, as she sleepily shook the dream away, finally waking up. She had been having vague dreams of it ever since it happened. Looking at her calendar, September first, she will go to Hogwarts, it will be her first year. After preparing and re-checking her things, they finally head out to Platform 9 ¾.

"I already told you ze reason; it's ze best wizarding school." She said as the train blew its whistle, signaling the people to get on board.

"Anyways, the train will be leaving. Good-bye Rose. Take good care of yourself." Her father said.

"Oui. Take care. Au revoir!" Her mother hugged her as she went up the train. As she looked for an empty compartment, she fought back her tears, blinking them away when the train began moving. She found a compartment nearby, settling in as the station vanished in the view.

The sun was high up in the sky, she checked her pocket watch, and it was noon already. She put down her book and took out her lunch – a butter croissant and cinnamon sticks – which her mom made. As she ate, a familiar blonde passed by her compartment. Noticing that she had been staring, she shook her head, pushing away the thought of him.

The lunch trolley came by, and she went out to buy Licorice Wands. As she paid, she saw the blonde again; she avoided thinking of him for it was a long time ago, shaking her head as she walked back to her compartment.

Rosalie was reading her book when someone had entered her compartment.

"Hullo!" said a cheerful-looking boy, dragging along a younger, shy boy, about her age.

"Uh.. Hi." She hesitated to reply, smiling meekly.

"Sorry if we just busted in like that..." The cheerful guy apologized, grinning.

"We? It was your idea! I was just – dfwagged here!" The younger one said, his voice was muffled as the older one covered his mouth.

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